[D]I [G]hear a [D]bird, London[G]derry [D]bird
It [G]well may [D]be he's [G]bringing [D]me a [A]cheering [D]word
I
[G]hear a [D]breeze, a River [G]Shannon [D]breeze
It [G]well may [D]be it's [G]followed [D]me a[A]cross the [D]seas
Then
[A]tell me [D]please:
[A]How are [D]things in Glocca [G]Morr[D]a?
[D]Is that little brook still [A]leaping there?
Does
it still run down to [Em]Donny cove?
Through Killybegs, Kilkerry and Kil[D]dare?
[A]How are [D]things in Glocca [G]Morr[D]a?
[D]Is that willow tree still [A]weeping there?
Does
that lassie with the [Em]twinklin' eye
Come smilin' by and [G]does she walk away
Sad and [D]dreamy there not [A]to see [D]me there?
[D]So I [G]ask each weepin' willow and each [D]brook
along the way
And each [G]lass that comes a-sighin" [A]Too ra lay
How are things in Glocca Morra this fine
[D]day?
